So, I'm driving to work, behind two snow plows. They're zipping right along, throwing up a heck of a spray.

Then, I noticed one kind of jog to the middle of the road, while the other plowed right ahed, full speed.

When I reached the spot, there was a guy on the side of the road, next to a bus stop, the newspaper box knocked over, frantically and futilly picking road mung out of his hair. He was soaked.

There was a moment when I wanted to chuckle, man, did you get it ... but, in the end, I could only feel bad for the guy.

There he was, just minding his own business, and, KAPHOOM!

Oh, the humanity!